Rafe’s POV
I was always jealous of my brother.
I found out about him when I was young. He got to spend time with Mom all the time, while I’d only get to be with her for days at a time.
After I found out, she’d talk about him a lot. Enzo. She always said he was so smart and brave and wildly intelligent. She also mentioned that he knew nothing about me. That he couldn’t until we were older.
I hated it. Why did he get her most of the time? Why was she not married to my dad the way my other friend’s parents were? Nothing made sense to me.
“Look, Rafe…your mother and I betrayed her husband when we had you.” Dad admitted.
“I don’t understand. Husband?”
“Yes.”
“But you said you two were in love.”
“We are. We were in love before she ever met him. And then she fell in love with him and
